The gift Mrs. Peng gave to Xie Qian was not as big as Wang Shuang’s gift box in size.
A small box.
Secretary Bai was more respectful when facing Xie Qian.
This is not only Mr. Peng's classmate but also the son of the Xie family.
Mr. Peng is a high school student, and Mr. Xie is also a high school student. Mr. Peng is still struggling to get into 211 University, and Mr. Xie already has two companies under his name.
Don't blame Secretary Bai for being snobbish. Ordinary people will be in awe when facing elites.
Xie Qian opened the box, and Wang Shuang stretched his neck to take a look.
Of course, the small box didn't contain any checks, but a stack of business cards.
"That's it?"
Wang Shuang is even more disappointed than Xie Qian himself.
Xie Qian took out his business cards and looked through them one by one.
Xie Qian knew some of the names, but not others.
The names I know are several Beijing-based directors, and two are the bosses of entertainment companies. The scale of both companies is much larger than that of Jiaxin!
Even if he didn't know the rest, Xie Qian could roughly guess that they must be people related to the entertainment industry.
"Thank you Aunt Zhu for me. I like her gift very much."
The phone numbers of these people are confidential from outside the circle, but they are not secrets within the circle. Xie Qian can find out if he wants to know.
But it's not possible to find people inexplicably. Since Mrs. Peng gave her business card, it means that she can help Xie Qian get to know these people directly or indirectly.
"You, your sensitivity is much different!"
Wen Ying laughed at Wang Shuang, and Wang Shuang also recognized two of the directors. He didn't want to admit his mistake just now, so he said he wanted to know what gifts Li Mengjiao had received.
Li Mengjiao opened the box and screamed: "It's so beautiful!"
Mrs. Peng gave Li Mengjiao a microphone.
The gold-pink microphone is inlaid with rhinestones, which will make the girl's heart explode, and the stage effect must be very sparkling.
Li Mengjiao immediately decided to use this microphone for a performance a few days later. While touching the microphone, she whispered to Wen Ying: "It doesn't matter whether you want to be friends with Peng Lumao or not. Mrs. Peng is my friend."
I think I can hand it over.”
Secretary Bai naturally heard Li Mengjiao's muttering, but what could Secretary Bai say.
——Poor Mr. Peng!
Wen Ying was the last one to open the gift.
Even Xie Qian was curious about what Mrs. Peng had given her, and three pairs of eyes looked at Wen Ying.
Wen Ying opened the box and found an envelope inside.
The envelope also contained incense... Mrs. Peng understood the sense of ceremony so well that Wen Ying was very excited when she opened the envelope.
What would Mrs. Peng put in the envelope?
The gifts given to Xie Qian, Wang Shuang and Li Mengjiao are what these three people need.
So in Mrs. Peng's eyes, what does Wen Ying need?
The envelope was opened and there was a thin piece of paper inside.
"This is... a training class for young writers?"
Secretary Bai smiled and added: "Yes, the liberal arts college in the capital holds training courses for young writers every year. Generally, training courses take too long. They start at least half a year. It doesn't seem to suit Mr. Wen's needs.
Situation. However, this training course held in mid-June this year only lasts for one month, and is aimed at young writers like Mr. Wen. Madam is thinking, maybe you would like to go and take a look? "
Mrs. Peng paid great attention to details and did not send any gifts that Wen Ying could not use.
By the time Wen Ying finished her college entrance examination in mid-June this year, and the university hadn't started yet, she had very free time.
And this is not an ordinary liberal arts academy, it is an existence that Wen Ying knew even if she had not written novels in her previous life!
Wen Ying admitted that she was very moved, and at the same time she was very curious: "How does Aunt Zhu know people in the literary circle?"
This invitation for admission to the training class would be normal if it came from Mr. Fu, but it would be surprising if it came from Mrs. Peng.
Secretary Bai smiled: "As long as you have a heart, you can always find a way."
Mrs. Peng didn’t know anyone in the entertainment industry before, so she got so many business cards for Mr. Xie!
Wen Ying was really convinced!
"Take it, I'll see your schedule after the college entrance examination. We'll tell you whether you want to go or not."
Xie Qian advised.
In fact, Wen Ying is still very young. There is no need to attend the training class of the School of Liberal Arts so early. There will be many opportunities in the future.
However, Mrs. Peng had made arrangements for Wen Ying, and Xie Qian thought it would be okay for Wen Ying to attend the training earlier.
If Wen Ying wants to take the path of literature, she will have to do this sooner or later. Writers cannot be taught in a training class, but through the training class of the School of Literature, many outstanding writers are brought together, so that these writers can be taught.
People get along day and night, exchanging creative ideas will lead to brainstorming, you can make like-minded friends there, and you can also get inspiration... Not to mention these, you should go there just to fill up your qualifications.
With a few more layers of halo around her, literary critics will "keep her word" on Wen Ying, and when faced with such a thing as being a judge in an essay competition, the outside world will not be so controversial about Wen Ying!
In Xie Qian's opinion, the gift Mrs. Peng gave Wen Ying was worth more than Wang Shuang's AJ sneakers and Li Mengjiao's diamond-encrusted microphone. It was really suitable for Wen Ying.
No wonder no matter how much Mrs. Peng tosses Mr. Peng, Mr. Peng has no intention of changing his wife.
As far as Xie Qian knew, everyone in the Peng family spoke highly of Mrs. Peng. Mrs. Peng really had a delicate heart.
"Then I will accept this gift shamelessly. Please rest assured, auntie, that I will make progress together with Peng Guoqing in the remaining semester."
Poor parents in the world, Mrs. Peng did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to improve her son. Wen Ying naturally had to supervise Peng Guoqing after receiving the gift.
Secretary Bai nodded, "Then I'll leave it to the four of you. When Mr. Peng and his wife arrive in Chengdu, they will probably treat you to dinner."
Before Mrs. Peng arrived in Chengdu, she had already captured her son's circle of friends with gifts.
Li Mengjiao couldn't put down the microphone given by Mrs. Peng, and Wen Ying also solemnly put away the admission notice.
The army has not moved, but the food and grass go first.
Mrs. Peng had laid the groundwork, but little did she know that her behavior made Yuan Fenghui feel a sense of crisis.
The training in the liberal arts college is something that Yuan Fenghui, the agent, has to worry about. Mrs. Peng has done it before Yuan Fenghui can, so what should Yuan Fenghui do?
Mrs. Wang was even more worried.
Mrs. Wang heard from Li's mother that Li Mengjiao liked the pink and gold microphone so much that she took it out and wiped it every day. After receiving such a gift from Mrs. Peng, Li Mengjiao mentioned Peng Guoqing more often. Wang
When my wife looked at her silly son happily playing with AJ sneakers, she was secretly worried and a blister formed on the tip of her tongue.
Wang Jun was puzzled: "Why do you get so angry when someone gives you something as a gift?"
The tip of Mrs. Wang's tongue hurt when she spoke, and she hissed: "Why am I so angry? Aren't you worried about your stupid son? The backers you tied up for your stupid son are about to be dug through, and you still don't know anything about it.
in a hurry!"
Wang Jun touched his round belly: "What you said is too exaggerated. It's not, it's not... Wen Ying is still a shareholder of Tianjiao!"
Wen Ying is a shareholder of Tianjiao, so she can't run away with her shares tied up.
If Wen Ying doesn't run away, Xie Qian won't run away either.
There is absolutely no need to get angry!
Mrs. Wang wished she could strangle her slow husband to death, "A person's life is not just about profit, but also about emotional needs."
Mrs. Wang has no sense of danger of being robbed of her job, but she suspects that her daughter-in-law is about to be robbed!
